Jazz liked her suggestion, so he raised his eyebrows and praised, "That's good."
Essa gritted her teeth and forced a smile," That's fine. Please wait. I'll buy it now."
Then she opened the door and went out. While walking forward, she gnashed her teeth and secretly scolded, 'so stingy! He is not like a man! He must be a scoundrel in the previous life!'
'He is not a gentleman! He is such a man who likes to pinch pennies! He focuses on unimportant matters!'
A moment later, Essa opened the door of the ward and came in. Jazz was talking to Winston.
Winston seemed very happy to hear what he said and then talked a lot with Jazz. Seldom had she seen him so pleased!
Essa handed Jazz the fish soup, squinted at him and said, "Scoundrel! You creep, take it!"
Jazz was speechless and took the soup. He slowly unwrapped the bag and stared at Essa with interest, "Would you want me to give you some time to prepare psychologically?"
"Not at all! You can splash it any way you want. Come on." She looked fearless.
With a smile, he tore the bag. There was a hissing sound when he tore it. The packaging bag was made of plastic, and the voice was very harsh.
Jazz then lifted the bag over Essa’s head. As soon as he let go of it, the soup would be all over her head.
Then, he slowly opened his thin lips and slowly counted, "one, two.."
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